Further outside, there were a group of sects from various sects, large and small, who were all carried back by the five ghosts. It was considered that the post-meal exercise digestion was completely considered a task.
Looking from a distance, spiritual lights gather together, and there are various immortal palaces standing in the high mountains; among the flying cranes, there are countless disciples flying back and forth among the mountain peaks.
Full of classical meaning!
In terms of painting style, it looks more like a large sect in ancient times than the Seven Peaks of the Inner Sect of Wanyu.
Of course, it’s just the style of painting. In terms of size, all the peaks put together are not as big as a small hill in Qifeng!
"Boom!"
Suddenly dark clouds gathered and thunder exploded, resounding throughout the Demon Suppression Sect.
Countless monks raised their heads and saw at a glance the fast-moving Wang Zijia in the center of the thunder and lightning.
"Is this... the Immortal Lord's weapon refining that Zongli has been preparing for several years?"
"It should be so. The whole sect has been running around for more than a year, isn't it just for the sake of the immortal weapon?"
"No, for this reason Lin Cuifeng not only evacuated the place, but also changed its name to Xianqi Peak!"
"I wonder if the Immortal Lord can successfully refine the weapon to shield against the catastrophe!"
"······"
Thousands of demon-suppressing disciples all ran to places with a good view, watching and discussing.
Because the sect had notified them in advance and took the trouble to notify them over and over again, no one dared to run to Immortal Weapon Peak.
Moreover, the place was under martial law two months ago, so no one can get in.
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Wang Zijia endured the thunderstorm, suppressed the feeling of wanting to break through, and quickly arrived at the top of the dojo hill prepared for him.
Floating in the air and looking down, this is a mountain peak that is not inferior to his fake Fulin Bai Peach Peak. Except for the spiritual veins, which are slightly inferior and half a level, the appearance, height and other things are even better.
Nowadays, except for a huge Bagua-shaped tribulation platform on the top of the mountain, there are no buildings left.
The three holy masters were more deliberate than thieves and planted a lot of spiritual objects, mostly with thunder attributes.
"You don't need to keep up. There may be a catastrophe later. If you encounter it, you will turn into ashes in an instant." Wang Zijia glanced at the four people behind him and said.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, looked at Wang Zijia in confusion, and then looked at the thunder clouds in the sky.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "Thunder Tribulation is different from this kind of petty fight."
After saying this, Wang Zijia ignored them and floated down.
The four of them looked at each other for a moment. Mo Yunzi, the old Taoist, was the first to retreat without saying a word. Moreover, he did not retreat to the foot of the mountain below, but went straight to the main peak.
Seeing this, the three holy masters hesitated for a moment and followed.
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Wang Zijia floated down and came to the huge Yin-Yang Fish Crossing Tribulation Platform on the top of the mountain.
There is also a huge bird waiting here!
"Little demon has met the master!" Ling Yanlan, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him.
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "You should leave quickly. If it's too late, it might turn into a roast turkey!"
"Uh!" The Spirit Fire Bird, who was about to say something, saw Wang Zijia's serious expression, but did not dare to exaggerate. He saluted Wang Zijia, and then turned into red light and rose into the sky.
Wang Zijia checked the surroundings first, and after making sure there was no problem, he raised his hand to activate the formation on the tribulation platform.
As the yin-yang fish rotated under their feet, a strong spiritual power was mobilized, and all the spiritual veins of the entire mountain peak began to be used to support the operation of the defensive formation here.
The penalty thunders falling continuously above the head were completely blocked by the formation. It was initially estimated that there should be no surprises in the short term.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Although he no longer takes the thunder penalty seriously, he does not want to carry out the next operation with the thunder.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the constant feeling of breakthrough, Wang Zijia took out the spiritual object again, and at the same time turned over his hand and found another thing.
Before going to the lower realm, prepare dozens of 'meat dumplings' medicine in advance!
After getting everything ready, I adjusted my breath for a moment.
After calming down and returning to peak condition.
Wang Zijia decisively started to exchange again. This time it was no longer a breakthrough, but all the value of his cultivation was exchanged for his spiritual roots.
His aura was comparable to that of a real person in his early stages, and it quickly declined.
The late stage of the wine offering, the middle stage of the wine offering, and the early stage of the wine offering.
In the blink of an eye, as Wang Zijia trembled, he actually fell back to the level of a boy again.
The punishment thunder in the sky also stopped and disappeared quickly.
If an ordinary monk had such a big decline in his cultivation in a short period of time, there would definitely be various negative effects.
For example, serious injury, severe loss of vitality, damage to the origin, serious problems in the foundation, etc. It is very possible to burp directly!
But Wang Zijia seemed to have reached the pinnacle of cultivation as a child.
There was nothing unusual except that there was a strange hollow rune in his dantian.
Not only did this rune far exceed that of any boy, it even far exceeded the limit of runes that any sacrificial wine could condense.
The original Daoji was the prototype of a pill wrapped in extraordinary power. At this moment, it seemed that the content had been shaved off, leaving only the rune skeleton.
It looks extremely exquisite. In the hollow space, countless runes are connected in series. The densely packed runes form a magical spherical rune.
And even if he exchanged all the value of the extraordinary characteristics in the Dao Foundation, his mana subconsciously wanted to flow towards it, and spontaneously began to re-condensate the Dao Foundation.
A sense of understanding also arises from the bottom of his heart. If he builds the Taoist foundation with these runes and then adds sacrificial wine, the heavenly disaster will come immediately.
"Whether it works or not depends on this!"
Wang Zijia suppressed his anxiety, gritted his teeth, made a hand gesture, and began to drink wine to break through.
It wasn't called a breakthrough at all. As he let go of his cultivation suppression, he swallowed a piece of rice dumpling and exchanged it for 50,000 degrees.
In just an instant, he completed the foundation building.
Moreover, the magic power cannot be washed away, so there is no need for another hundred days of foundation building.
At this moment, Wang Zijia's entire brain cleared up.
"Crack!"
He seemed to feel that he had broken some kind of boundary, and that Daoji had completely surpassed the first level and reached a new level.
In a daze, his vision quickly increased and he saw a blur of chaos.
But he always came close to gaining some strength, and in the end he had no choice but to retreat.
Before he could realize anything, he felt panicked for no reason.
Powerful pressure came over, and an inescapable locking feeling came from above the head. There was a clear feeling that a catastrophe was imminent.
The sky instantly turned dark, and countless thunderclouds gathered, completely different from the previous thunderstorms.
The entire Demon Suppressing Sect for hundreds of miles was shrouded in dark clouds. And spread outward, stretching for thousands of miles, like the world is annihilated.
Everyone who was wondering why the thunder stopped a moment ago, now faced with the scene as if the sky was falling, all looked horrified.
An aura of destruction that they had never felt before made countless people panic, fear, and want to flee immediately.
"What's going on here?"
"It feels like the sky is falling!"
"What exactly is this?"
"Isn't this the legendary catastrophe of becoming an immortal? The kind of catastrophe that happened to monks in the ancient tribulation period?"
"I feel so panicked. Will this affect us?"
"Is the immortal treasure refined by the Immortal Lord?"
"······"
While the disciples of the Demon Suppression Sect were discussing, Wang Zijia on the Immortal Weapon Peak also showed a solemn expression.
This is the real thunder tribulation of heaven, not of this small world, but of the Shenhong Realm. Or should we call it the Great Thunder Tribulation!
Probably because of the reason in the lower realm, the thunder clouds that originally appeared very awkward in Wanyuzong, as if they could be blown away in one breath, are now due to the loose rules of the lower realm, and the thunder clouds have expanded and become extremely terrifying, giving the feeling of annihilation.
Completely surpassing the upper limit of power in this world!
Wang Zijia didn't stop for a moment, and quickly exchanged his cultivation level to the peak of wine sacrifice.
Then he turned his hand and swallowed three strands of medicine again, and started the real breakthrough without stopping.
The same thing happened in the blink of an eye. This time Wang Zijia didn't continue to wash points, but tried his best to condense the true rune seeds.
At this moment, all the mana in his body quickly poured into the formed rune seed, and was spat out again.
"Weng!"
At this moment, Wang Zijia felt that his essence was sublimating.
Countless mana surged out, and Wang Zijia floated uncontrollably.
Before the changes could continue, the thunder calamity that was still pregnant in the sky suddenly stopped. It seems that Wang Zijia has never been in such a situation before, and the operating mechanism paused for a moment.
"Boom!"
Immediately after no longer pregnant, a red thunderbolt fell directly.
"Red, huh, it's okay, the Nineteen Small Heavenly Tribulation has not reached the level of the serious Thunder Tribulation. At least the most rubbish Infant God Thunder Tribulation is also the Twenty-Nine Orange Thunder!"
Wang Zijia's thoughts started to change, and the panic in his heart eased a little.
The momentum of his whole body surged, crimson mana filled the sky, and his body expanded rapidly, turning into a ten-meter-tall giant in the blink of an eye.
The armor was added to the body, the cloak was fluttering, and the demonic body was deliberately shrouded in the crystal sand like the sunset.
After all, this is the lower realm, and his knowledge is limited. It is better for a demonic body like his to be seen less, as it will affect his image.
A giant spear condensed out of his hand and was caught by Wang Zijia.
In the endless darkness, people outside the peak could only see a huge figure, looming in the halo of crystal sand like a divine wheel, like an immortal god.
"rise!"
When Wang Zijia screamed, he sent the spear in his hand into the sky!
"Crack!"
The moment the red thunderbolt came into contact with the spear, countless red thunderbolts swam down the spear, like dragons and snakes!
When lightning strikes, the body's shield quickly crystallizes, and it immediately becomes overwhelmed!
"Crack!"
"Bo!"
With a soft sound, the crystal shield collapsed into crystals all over the sky, scattering in all directions with red thunder.
Although the shield was shattered, the first lightning disaster was still withstood.
The remaining bits of thunder swam on the armor without causing any harm to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia immediately flipped his hand and activated several ethereal jade talismans in a row. When superimposed, several shields lit up.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, the second red thunder fell again.
"rise!"
Wang Zijia repeated his old trick, sending out his spear and rushing out with a momentum that filled the sky. The spear clashed with the falling thunder.
"Crack!"
Another electric dragon snake floated down the spear. Forged by the red thunder, the spear not only did not explode, but also became more magical.
"Bobo!"
(End of chapter)
